thirty two how i do, me best
take it anywhere east west
anyways, i pray to see better days
cats cant phase trapped in a maze
go over em like glaze
leave em amazed
my visions hazed
graze these simpletons now im back to complex
mathmatics i spit check the interrgalactic
just call me maslow paintin that picture
since 1980 on these rabbits
cause static check the archives
i go live give me high fives
straight off the attic
i dont date addicts, or druggees cats really love me
watchin fake movies magic
kick that apparatus, these dudes is plastic
carpets i ride
check the tactics
get up unda the matress
im not interested in ya
i spit from the inna
these cats is losers never winners
come on, they sinners
fake shyt
artificial like national inquirers star magazines
since solid gold and fame in the 80s
salt and pepa, nikki d's
wutang nas n jayz
cant play me
got them clear pagers
then advanced to two ways
im lazy
waitin for that connect
cuttin that white shyt
wit my peoples its real
used to make runs @ 14 you know it,
my life like them videos
and rap songs u hear about
single parent now
shyt is fake so u hear about
never see it in real life
i go til i reach the paramount
the top
that pinnicle
watch these antonym cats, through these windows





havent been intimate with anyone in over 6 months!